What are my
plans for the future?
In ten
years, I guess I’ll have finished my studies, I’ll have a job, I’ll be settled in
an apartment, maybe with my boyfriend or husband.
In twenty
years, I imagine myself picking up my children at school, going home with them,
to the house my husband and I just bought. I’ll be cooking while I wait for him
to come back from work.
In thirty
years, I wish I’ll still have a job that I love; I probably will fight with my
kids because they’ll be in their “teenage crisis”. But I know my family will be
there to help me.
In forty
years, I’ll be close to retiring, I’ll be planning the trips I could make with
my husband, now that the kids grew up and left the house.
In fifty
years, I finally would have gone to every country I dreamed of going in. I’ll
be a grandmother who takes care of her grandchildren, I’ll make them
marmalade and talk to them about the life I’ve had.
In sixty
years, I would realize I had an amazing life, full of happiness thanks to my
family and friends. I’ll be thinking about my high school years, watching
photos of my youth, of the senior year. Then, I’ll pick another album photo,
and another one, and again, and again until the last one.
In seventy
years, I imagine myself sleeping, forever, calmly, knowing that I had succeeded
in life.
Cliché;
this plan looks like a TV series script, that’s exactly what TV makes us think,
that life is easy.
The truth
is I don’t know what I’ll become or how I’ll turn out.
I may die
in a plane crash, or become famous. I may work at McDonalds my all life, or
known the success of a big career. I may never be married, or get divorced three
times. I may have triplets, or be sterile.
For the
moment I know nothing about my future professional life, I don’t even know
where, what and how I want to study after getting my bachelor degree. I also have no
ideas about what would be my personal life; I don’t even know what I’m going to
eat tomorrow.
No one can
honestly say what will be their future life, because life is not easy, it is
full of impediments, anything could happen tomorrow.
The only
thing I really know is that we should enjoy our senior year, work to have a
nice life, avail our friends and families before we leave them next year…
The only
thing I can tell is that I don’t know what I’ll become, but “Carpe Diem”,
anything could happen, let’s not be afraid of the future, anyway we’ll have
to face it someday so go ahead and like Patrick Bruel sings, we’ll meet in ten
years and see what we’ve become.
SweetLisa,
the future IDon’tKnowWhatYet.